Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Moldova and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Zero Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Babytalk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harmonia,
Delta 5,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monochrome Set,
Aswad,
Lou Reed,
Das Ding,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Dawn Penn,
Symarip,
Junior Murvin,
Pantaleimon,
Laurel Aitken,
Quantec,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
ABBA,
Donald Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
New York Dolls,
The Dead C,
Max Romeo,
Prince Buster,
Pylon,
Amon Düül II,
Japan,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Ituana,
Swans,
Soft Cell,
The Offenders,
Robert Hood,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Make Up,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
New Age Steppers,
John Lydon,
L. Decosne,
Bill Wells,
Sandy B,
Gang of Four,
Althea and Donna,
Soul II Soul,
Joy Division,
Theoretical Girls,
The Stooges,
Whodini,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.